I've not been around for ages, just after I joined I was taken seriously ill and lost interest in everything, but something happened later and I think you'll like it. After my illness I decided to get back into work, not my regular job, it was far too stressful, so I was advised to find a job doing something I liked, that was the problem. I've never really had any hobbies it's always been work with me, the only thing outside work was my love of the German Shepherd, a really intelligent breed and for some reason they bond really well with me. Anyway, the lack of work was seriously hampering my recovery and one day I began to doubt if I would ever work again, I decided just as an exercise to apply for a few jobs to see if I could even get an interview, I had no intention of taking the jobs even if I was offered them, it was I suppose just my way of proving I still had what it takes. I applied for a job with a security firm and got an interview, chatting with the boss he asked the usual questions then the one I dreaded most, what are your hobbies? Now for some reason people assume you must have a hobby, if you say you haven't they think you're weird, any hobby seems good to them, so long as you do something outside your normal job. I told the guy that to be honest I didn't have any hobbies, I read books, watched tv, did diy around the house usual stuff, but as for going fishing, or playing football or anything like that, then no, I didn't really have a hobby, he looked at me like I was mad! you must like doing something, he insisted, well there's nothing I'm fanatical about really, except well my dog, a German Shepherd. He looked at me as if weighing something up in his mind then asked if I had ever worked them, I had done on occasions but privately, people having security issues and quite often a bloke being seen with a big dog can resolve the problem. In that case how do you fancy being our dog handler? he asked, apparently they had one large site with two dogs the handler had left and nobody else could do the job, several had tried and most had been bitten. I said in all seriousness that I'd have to discuss it with the dogs and see how they felt, dogs are like people, not every dog gets on with every person. I went to the site and met the dogs, they were fine with me so I took the job, it was easy, no stress no aggro, arrive at 17.30, all staff off site at 18.00, lock the gates and relax, money for old rope, as they say. A cleaner would come in at 18.30 til 21.00 and occasionally they'd have the odd wagon going in or out, after oo.oo (midnight) nothing moved until 07.00 the following morning. This cleaner was a young woman, 18 or 19 and rather attractive but very shy, she did her job no problems and then went home, one day however she was a few minutes late, her bus got delayed I think, well that was the day her supervisor turned up, a horrible older woman, she had a right go at this young one and almost had her in tears, I was livid, especially as she was having a go at her in front of me. I decided to interveen and told this hariden that the reason the young lady was late was I had told her to come later as I had some security checks to do involving free running dogs and needed the place empty, she wasn't happy with this but there was nothing she could do, off she went with her tail firmly between her legs! Later on when the girl had finished her job she took the unusual step of visiting my office, she wanted to say thanks for earlier, I told her it was no big deal and asked if she wanted a drink which she accepted. We sat and chatted and she began telling me about all kinds of things, she lived at home with her father after splitting up with a boyfriend, I got the feeling he was her first as she seemed very quiet. later on she went home and the following night she came over again after finishing her work, this time she began telling me about her relationship, it was all a bit odd her pouring her heart out to a much older bloke who she hardly knew, but hey, it takes all sorts. Out of the blue she began to tell me how he had a thing about her wearing leopard print underwear, I'm not wearing the panties today but I amwearing the bra, look, she said lifting up her top to reveal a lovely pair of breasts encased in a leopard skin bra. I couldn't take my eyes off them, not big, probably a 34 B but nice, she then asked if I thought they were too small, and I told her that they suited her perfectly, she was only about a size 10. She smiled and removed her top, leaving me to admire her pert breasts, she then suggested I might like to touch them, by way of a thank you for yesterday, well I didn't need telling twice and soon had them out and was playing with her nipples, they were very firm and pointy, just gorgeous. The chat then got sexual and she told me she had a kink, she loved wax being dripped onto them, a gut feeling told me this could lead somewhere and half jokingly I said I'd seen a candle somewhere and would try and find it for tomorrow night, she just smiled, got dressed and went home. The followiing night when she came over she asked if I had found the candle and I replied that I had and asked if she wanted me to do the honours, she said she did, she quickly took off her top and her bra and I carefully began to drip wax onto her nipples, she loved it. We sat chatting later and I began to stroke her thigh, she was wearing tight blue jeans at this point, suddenly she let out a moan and shuddered, I laughed and told her I remembered when I could make a girl cum just by doing that, it was down to the erogenous zones. She giggled and made a comment about not knowing what it was, but her panties were now in a right mess, I took it to mean that she'd cum in them, end of night two. Night three and she's back again, I'm wondering how far and how quick to move things and commented on how sexy her arse looked in the tight jeans, she smiled and said if I liked her in them then I'd love her in her panties, so I asked her to show me, she took her jeans down and was wearing a tiny pair of red panties beneath. I asked if she'd ever had wax dripped on her ass crack, she said she hadn't but was up for trying it. I lit the candle and she bent over my desk, I pulled her panties open at the back and began to let the wax do it's stuff, she was loving it. I made a comment about how I would love to slip the candle into her tight little arsehole if she'd let me, she just murmured something so I blew it out and slipped about an inch of the other end inside her, she gasped and then just started moaning softly, so I carried on, eventually I had a good four inches of it up her tight little arse, boy did I wish it was my cock instead! I asked her if she fancied it but she said no, so that was that, the candle it was and shortly after she soaked another pair of panties, at this rate she'd need to bring spare ones to work with her. Things carried on like this for several nights and then one night she mentioned she was going on holiday in a couple of months, her first on her own, to Spain, I said I thought she'd look lovely in a bikini and wished I would be there to see it, she laughed and said she hadn't bought one yet, that gave me an idea. The following day I went out and bought a really sexy black bikini, the top fastened around the neck and the bottoms were sort of high leg, nice but not slutty, I gave it to her that night and she was really pleased, I said she'd be fighting the lads off if she wore that by the pool. The following night she arrived as usual, but this time dressed up, tight leggings, a blouse, even a touch of make up, I told my dad I'd be late home tonight, I'm going out after work, she told me,secretly I was gutted, I'd got to like our little play sessions and thought she was going out to play with someone else. She finished her work and came to my office, straight away she asked if she could use my toilet as I had one of my own, sort of an en-suite, she emerged a few minutes later, minus her clothes, all she was wearing was the bikini and a pair of high heels, wow, was my luck in tonight I wondered. she came over and instead of sitting on the chair she sat on my knee and kissed me, I want you to have first go with me in my new bikini, do what you want but not full sex, she said. I was a little disappointed,I really wanted to fuck her, but hey, you have to respect her wishes. We kissed and cuddled and I felt her tits through the thin material, off came the top and I was soon sucking her nipples, I began to rub her crotch through her panties and it got very wet so I went to slip a finger in but she stopped me, if you do that we'll end up fucking and I'm not ready for that yet, she told me, so I slipped my hand under her bottom and began to probe her areshole, again through the thin material, this time there was no objection. Eventually I had my finger in as far as the material would allow and slowly began to finger fuck her arse, she loved it, eventually she shot a load into her pants as she had a massive orgasm, she could hardly believe it, she'd never had one like that before. Finally she got off my knee and sat in the chair alongside me, I thought that was it for the night, but no, she unzipped my pants and took out my cock and began to wank me slowly, she was really good, as I was about to cum she grabbed the small bin with her free hand and shot my load into it, giggling about not messing up the carpet. A while later she'd cleaned herself up and was sat on my knee, although she'd put her leggings back on her blouse was lying on my desk and we were back to kissing and me playing with her tits, then it happened! Suddenly my office door opened and in walked one of the drivers, he was taking a truck out on a night run, but nobody had bothered to tell me, There we were, her on my knee and me with a tit in each hand, it was not going to end well, if it got reported we'd both lose our jobs. Fortunately it was one of the decent drivers, I say fortunate because we had some right pricks working there too. He just looked at me and smiled, then he said, sorry boss I wanted a word but I can see you've got your hands full already, can I call back in ten minutes? I nodded and he left, closing the door behind him, she dressed and made an exit, good as his word the driver came back shortly after, took his paperwork and left and he never ever mentioned it to anyone, what a top bloke. We continued our little evening events for a couple of months until I left the company when they wanted me to work more shifts, I've never seen hersince, but I do think about her from time to time, talk about perks of the job.